Age, a rocky torbegs attitudinal shiftmore wonderthan fortitude Cyclical, actuallywisdom allottingchildish valoura dash of mellow. (For RDP’s prompt: mellow. Image my own.)
It wasn’t the knowledge of stability –chaos had the upper hand back then.It wasn’t even that love was expressed –unconditional an unheard of concept It was an unspoken presencethe reassurance of rocksthe irrepressible allureof a freshwater stream How a child’s heart found encouragementin the whispering windsolace in arbored shelter Naturally the din of home lifeoverpowered […]
Oil glistenscontaminatesdrinking water250 evacuated 25 years ofboil-water advisoryan elder recitesand now this We’re not animals,adolescents rallybut ears turn awaygovernment wheels rust Neskantaga First Nationwant to go hometo live with dignityknow their human rights Do they know a .05% increasein corporate taxeswould suffice For the 73%of First Nationsalso lackingthis basic need AcknowledgeprioritizeaddressIt’s all they ask. (Written […]
Lovely photos and words, V.J.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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so beautiful to look at, even though I don’t like to drive in it
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Thanks and agreed.
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V.J., I may not like snow, but I do have to admit your photos makes it look so pretty 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee. It has its moments.
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Gorgeous photos and poem! It’s strange that it is still Autumn until Dec 20th, yet all over the US ans where you live Winter decided to take over early! Beautiful work as always V.J.! ❤
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Weather seldom seems to follow a calendar. Thanks Deborah.
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